Novus Ordo Seclorum Poem by Barry Middleton

the snake has abandoned temptation
passing it along to the allure of gold
to the luster of a maidens hair

sleek sinews coil and wait in the swamp
smug and satisfied with the fall
as god is a prisoner of the emperor

across the fields the soldiers march
sword and cannon at the ready
and conquest or defeat is like smoke

the eyes of destruction look to the sun
a dark ocean ripples with terror
principio ad finem